On a crimson tide
A soulless body floats
Far from the world
And closer to the eternal flames
Of a new hell

Bloody hands
Dripping with anger
Rip out a still beating heart
And squeeze tight
Taking joy in the crimson puddle that form on the ground

Open wounds
That never heal,
Slowly bleed a crimson hue
And kill an innocent soul
Draining it of the will to live

No humanity
No hope is left
Doomed to despair
Banished to the border of death
Setting sail to hell on a crimson tide.